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“You don't need to worry, though. He's not my type." "I don't think I've ever heard a girl say that before," said Simon. "I thought Jace was the kind of guy who was everyone's type.”

Quote by Cassandra Clare

Book:City of Glass
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City of Glass

In this intricate narrative, a private detective investigates a series of mysterious disappearances in a city shrouded in fog and shadows. The story unfolds as a puzzle, intertwining the detective's quest with enigmatic characters and surreal occurrences, challenging the boundaries between perception and truth. more

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Cassandra Clare
Cassandra Clare

Cassandra Clare is a renowned American author, best known for her young adult fantasy novel series, 'The Mortal Instruments'. Her works blend elements of magic, romance, and adventure, captivating young readers worldwide. more

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